Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Rainy, did you know that? It was also raining when you were born. That's why your name is Rainy." Xia Ruoxin hugged her daughter tightly and opened the umbrella. Then, she walked into the rain. Drops of rain hit her back, and it became soaked. As the wind blew, it felt frigid. Rainy was sprawled in her arms with her little face tucked firmly into her mother's chest which wasn't very wide. It might be thin, but it was the safest place. She gave a yawn… and smiled.

She was unaware that her mother was using her whole life to protect her.

Time passed by when we were not paying attention. Soon, we found out that time was gone just like that. Some people grow old, some grew up while some died.

Bang… bang…

A moderate knock on the door. A middle-aged woman answered. She was perplexed as she did not see anyone at her door. She looked down, and an affectionate smile appeared on her face as she squatted and looked into the eyes of a toddler who was about as tall as her thigh.

"Rainy, are you here to help your mother with the collection?"

The child before her nodded emphatically. Her face resembled an apple was beautiful. Her long hair fell smoothly on her shoulders, so soft that it was unbelievable. Her rosy cheeks were tender, matched with a pair of big, round eyes and a shy smile on her pouty lips.

"Just as I imagined years ago, our Rainy is getting prettier like your mother." Her slightly callous hand caressed the child's soft face. Even though she felt uncomfortable, the child still smiled shyly.

"Okay, wait a minute. Granny will bring the clothes out for you." She got up and went back in while the child remained standing in the same place. She stared curiously with her wide eyes but did not follow suit.

Soon, that middle-aged woman reappeared with several pieces of clothing in her arms. It might not be much as she could carry the load with one hand. However, for a small child like the one before her, it was a lot.

"Here, Rainy. Hold them well." She placed the clothing into the child's arms, and the little one held them tight with her elbows.

"Oh, yes." The middle-aged woman seemed to recall something, and she took a candy out of her hand.

"Rainy, this is from Granny. You can eat it." She had bought it for her own granddaughter. Coincidentally, there was one left, and she gave it to this little cutie.

The child shook her head obediently. "Mommy said not to accept things from others." Her sweet voice had the immaturity of a child. Yet, as she was saying the words, her eyes never left the candy.

Actually, she really wanted to have it, but she must remember her mother's instruction.

"Hahaha, it's alright. This is my gift to you. If you don't want it, then I will be angry." The middle-aged woman smiled, but there was no anger on her face. Instead, she felt sorry.

Such a good and sensible child. Ruoxin had taught her child well even if it was just a three-year-old. Her granddaughter was two years older than Rainy, and yet when she liked something which belonged to others, she would throw a tantrum. She would not stop unless she got her way.